Reflection on the London retreat, February 2016

The London retreat is always, in my mind, a special kind of retreat. Instead of leaving our busy lives and retiring from the world for a few days as we do on the residential retreats, we are called to make space in the midst of our busyness. Great light pours into our everyday lives if we do so, and London, of all places, harbours a sanctuary. Our Shaykh Hazrat Hamid spends the week with us, meditating, leading the prayers and meeting all who need to see him for advice.

The effect of the retreat builds over the week as the blessings accumulate. There is a quality of ebb and flow, as the serenity of the day-time prayers and practices deepens to the powerful quality of the evening meditation and prayers. The retreat is open every day throughout the day, and every evening, giving great opportunity to all students to deepen their practices and refine their adab (spiritual courtesy).

The other joy of the retreat is catching up with each other, our fellow travellers from across the country – as many students from other parts of the UK travel down to meet with the Shaykh. There is a festive feeling in the social spaces, open smiling faces.

This year I was only able to attend for a few days, and every hour felt precious. The contrast with everyday life can be stark at times – particularly if you are working. It can be hard to leave and return to daily responsibilities – but the light returns with us, illuminating our way and granting fresh strength to persevere with our practices.

This February retreat was held at Sukaina’s house and went smoothly thanks to the tireless generosity of Sukaina and everyone who helped with organisation, donations, cooking food and housekeeping.

“Everyone
who comes into this world
brings a reason for living with them.
Those who strive not
with deeds towards it
are among the living dead.

Drench this universe
with the rain of your actions.
Only those who sow the seeds
of action
reap the fruit of bliss.

The destination is reached only
after suffering the hardships
of the journey.
Those who know the reality
of suffering are the ones
who will know joy.

Each suffering
carries a message of joy,
just like winter
holds out the promise of spring. He who flows on
like a river
is oblivious to the plains and mountains.

There is a treasure
that is distributed with abandon, in
the late hours of each night.
He who is awake, receives it
and he who sleeps,
loses it. ”

(anon)

[from Hazrat Azad Rasool, The search for truth (2010) p xx.]